When I look into it
I see it for what it is -
And I know its part of me
and it definitely part of you.
It’s said that the colour is red
To me it’s brown -
Not like the bark of a beautiful tree
More like the colour of shit.
I see it in my eyes
I hear it in my voice
I feel it in my heart
and the soles of my feet.
I burn -
all over.
I clench -
everything.
Why do I get this way?
How much does it take away,
From us…
No damn it, from me!
I could just shut up
I could simply turn away
I could agree...
I’d lose me.
I’d probably lose you
If I quit right now
Unresolved is infertile
How could love grow?
I burn -
all over
for
you.